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Chapter 158 White Wolf, Sign a Contract with Me! (Second Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
The rows of fluorescent tubes emitted a bright glow, and the incandescent white light enveloped the cell like an insect-repelling net.

Three children were chatting in front of the TV. The red-haired one was lying on his side on a rolling cloud, supporting the back of his head with his hand, and yawned listlessly.

Without a sound, the metal door at the entrance opened once again.

They turned their heads at the same time and saw Philio standing there, his wolf ears slightly perked up, his tail dragging on the ground, wagging back and forth like a mop.

After a long pause, he scratched his black hair and said somewhat embarrassedly:
"I am coming again."

Sun Changkong was sitting cross-legged on the somersault cloud. She looked at Ji Minghuan curiously and casually asked, "Who is this?"

“His name is 'Felio,' I’ve mentioned him to you before,” Ji Minghuan said.

Sun Changkong thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I know! You said he's a little werewolf."

Seeing that Filio was starting to get shy again, Ji Minghuan silently got up, walked over, bent down, took Filio's tail, and led him to the television.

It felt as natural as picking up a golden retriever puppy from a pet store.

Philo slowly walked over, his dark eyes glancing at Sun Changkong before he asked in a low voice:
"Are you 'Sun Changkong'?"

"Yes, hello." Sun Changkong was still curiously looking him over; she had never seen a human like him before.

"I am Filio."

"Did you eat your father?" Sun Changkong asked in a low voice.

“I ate my mother,” Filio corrected.

Sun Changkong was stunned for a moment. Looking at his dejected expression, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and should not have been so direct. So he covered his mouth and was at a loss for what to do.

Just then, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered that Ji Minghuan had comforted her that day with the words, "Anyway, I will destroy the world."

So, mimicking the cat's actions, he casually said, "I killed my adoptive parents and everyone in the village."

Frio paused for a moment, seemingly unsure of what to say, and simply said, "You're amazing."

"You're impressive too." Sun Changkong nodded, thinking to himself that he was Ji Minghuan's top disciple, and look, he had managed to appease him so well.

Ji Minghuan, listening from the side, felt a chill run down her spine. She thought to herself, "What kind of divine conversation is this? I couldn't have taught them this, could I? I'm not taking the blame. It must be the Salvation Society's problem. Open your eyes and look at the kind of problem children you've raised!"
Thinking of this, he chewed a White Rabbit candy to calm his nerves and continued watching TV.

"Is this the Somersault Cloud?" Philio asked, having heard his mentor mention Sun Changkong to some extent.

"Would you like to try sitting on it? They've all done it before." Sun Changkong gave him a smirk.

“No need,” Fiorio said softly.

"Really?" Sun Changkong raised her fiery red eyebrows, surprised that someone would not be interested in her precious treasure.

Filio shook his head.

Ji Minghuan, watching TV, said to Sun Changkong without turning her head, "He's very shy."

He then said to Fiorio, "Don't be afraid, big dog. Sit down and chat, and you'll get to know each other."

The four children sat down silently, staring blankly at the television, and none of them spoke.

Ji Minghuan, munching on a sunflower seed, suddenly asked, "By the way, did you guys know that our mentor said we're going out on a mission soon?"

Philo nodded: "He said he wanted to capture an exorcist."

"Have you ever gone out on missions before?" Ji Minghuan asked.

"No." "No."

Sun Changkong and Filio spoke in unison, exchanged a glance, and then quickly looked away.

Ji Minghuan cleared his throat and said seriously, "First of all, I must state that our team members have different strengths. Some are good at writing, and some are good at fighting. We must have a clear division of labor. I will provide the intelligence, and you will provide the strength. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, only the two of you can fight. You two will support each other and work together as a team. Okay?"

"Where is she?" Sun Changkong glanced at Kong Youling.

Ji Minghuan shrugged in annoyance and said casually, "You guys don't really think this dull-witted penguin has any fighting ability, do you?" As he spoke, he patted Kong Youling's head.

Kong Youling shook her head, her white hair was ruffled and messy, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

She lowered her head to write, then raised her notebook with a serious expression: "I will do my best too."

Sun Changkong and Filio clicked their tongues in disbelief; they truly couldn't imagine Kong Youling punching and kicking someone.

Seeing that they understood the situation, Ji Minghuan said with satisfaction, "In short, although I haven't seen you all at your full strength yet, it'll be up to you then."

“No problem…” Filio said in a low voice, “Don’t let my appearance fool you, I’m incredibly powerful when I transform.”

"As long as my mentor allows me to unlock the powers of the higher levels, I can easily take down any of those small fry," Sun Changkong said smugly, wiping his nose with his hand.

Ji Minghuan chuckled dryly, thinking to himself: The last one who called me a "small fish, small fish" already wet his pants. But you're a god-like being of mythical renown, so even if you can't beat someone, you can still unleash your full power. You're not as pathetic as the Refrigerator Demon...

After thinking for a moment, he added, "But neither of you has ever actually fought a superhuman, right?"

Both of them shook their heads without hesitation. They had been confined to the Salvation Society since childhood and had never had the opportunity to contact outsiders, let alone fight with others, let alone superhumans.

Ji Minghuan coughed twice: "Imagination is one thing, but a real fight is a different story... The battlefield is ever-changing. If you don't have a strong mentality, even if you are a peerless genius, you might be so scared that you wet your pants."

“You know so much,” Filio said with admiration.

"I've seen teachers in shonen manga say things like that: going to the battlefield and talking about war on paper are two different things."

Ji Minghuan paused for a moment, then added, "But it's actually okay... Anyway, the mentor will send people to watch over us, and if you can't beat them, someone will come to your rescue."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and looked up at the penguin-shaped broadcasting equipment overhead:

"You agree, don't you, you old man?"

After a moment of silence, the mentor's reply came through the broadcast system: "That's right, I will send one or two specialists to protect you secretly at that time."

"Did you hear that? We're just going out to relax, there's no need to push ourselves too hard, otherwise we'll be putting the cart before the horse."

As Ji Minghuan spoke, she casually tossed a White Rabbit candy to Filio.

"It's alright, I'll protect you no matter what," Sun Changkong said with a puff of his chest as he sat on his somersault cloud.

"I don't have high expectations for you. Just don't suddenly go berserk and kill us all." Ji Minghuan thought to herself while eating candy, "I'm really afraid you'll kill my little sister..." The three of them were focused on watching the movie.

Kong Youling sat quietly to the side, drawing with a pencil. After a moment, she put the pencil on the ground and turned the sketchbook towards the three of them.

Turning my head, I saw a television set on the picture book.
The television screen displayed three small animals: a monkey lying on its side on a somersault cloud with a playful smile, a fox wearing a hospital gown with a cunning expression, and a small dog with droopy eyebrows, black hair, and black eyes.

"Ah... how did I become a monkey?" Sun Changkong frowned, his bright red eyebrows furrowing. "Okay, monkey it is, anyway, it's drawn quite cutely."

“I’m a wolf, not a big dog,” Filio scratched his wolf ear and protested in a low voice, but a slight smile played on his lips.

Ji Minghuan stared expressionlessly at the crazy group photo from the zoo for a while, then looked up at Kong Youling and asked, puzzled:
"Why didn't you draw yourself in, you silly penguin?"

Kong Youling thought for a moment: "I'll draw it next time." She shook her head, her white hair swaying. "I'm not a penguin."

Ji Minghuan scoffed: "Then what are you?"

"Little white rabbit," Sun Changkong said.

“Little snowman,” Filio said.

“Ah, big dog, did you read my mind?” Ji Minghuan turned to look at Filio. “I used to call her Little Snowman. She’s so soft and squishy, ​​she’d crumble at the slightest touch.”

Kong Youling puffed out her cheeks, covered the lower half of her face with her notebook, and glared at Ji Minghuan with her red eyes.

Ji Minghuan changed the subject: "Alright, let's watch the movie, it's almost over."

After the four finished watching the movie, the mentor's voice came through the broadcast equipment right on time:
"Children, it's time to rest. Get ready and then go back to your bedrooms."

As the words fell, the metal door of the detention cell slowly opened, and a group of people wearing white coats stood quietly outside waiting.

Ji Minghuan sighed: "You guys go ahead, we'll have to talk again when we get to London next time."

"Bye-bye." Sun Changkong jumped off the somersault cloud, put away the cloud, and then waved to the three of them reluctantly.

After saying that, without waiting for anyone else to say goodbye, she ran towards the entrance without looking back.

"Goodbye, Ji Minghuan, Kong Youling," Filio said softly.

"See you in London," Ji Minghuan said. "Brush your teeth more when you get back, or you'll be chasing after others to bite them."

"Hmm." Philio nodded with a light laugh, then strode out of the cell.

The experimenters left with Sun Changkong and Filio, leaving only Kong Youling behind.

Kong Youling thought for a moment, then wrote in her notebook: "Go to London..." Her pen paused slightly, "Will everything be alright?"

"It's alright..." Ji Minghuan smiled and patted her head, saying silently, "If they cause you any trouble, I'll kill them all."

After saying that, he looked up and glanced expressionlessly at the security camera. "Right?"

There was no response from the supervisor, and the cell was deathly silent.

The experimenters outside issued a warning, and Kong Youling quickly got up and left. The door closed, and the lights inside slowly dimmed, leaving Ji Minghuan sitting alone on the floor in a daze.

The television was still emitting a loud noise, and the fluorescent light from the screen illuminated his indifferent face.

Soon after, Ji Minghuan got up and lay down on the plain white bed, lying on her side like a fish.

Then he closed his eyes and synchronized his consciousness to the second unit.

July 24, midnight, room 3015 of a hotel in Venice.

Xia Pingzhou opened his eyes from the soft bed.

He stared blankly at the clock on the wall for a while, then turned to look at the bed next to him.

You can see Origami Ayase fast asleep. Her head is resting on the sleeve of her kimono. The moonlight stretches the shadow of the curtains, dappling and shimmering on her pale face.

Perhaps because she didn't sleep well last night, the young lady played a few games of Gomoku with Xia Pingzhou after opening her eyes this morning, and then went back to bed to catch up on sleep. She was quite a heavy sleeper.

She tried on the new clothes today, but when she went to bed, she changed into the familiar ochre-red kimono, as if she were wearing it as pajamas.

Xia Pingzhou withdrew his gaze and opened the character panel of the second mech. Because he had completed the character training task of the "Winter of the Wild Hunt" system yesterday afternoon, he had obtained an attribute point.

He flipped to the attribute panel and quickly allocated the points.

[Your second unit, "Xia Pingzhou," has undergone a change in its "Spirit" attribute: B++ to A (your "Chess Seed" power will also increase accordingly)]

The current attributes of Unit 2 are: Strength: D-rank; Speed: B+-rank; Spirit: A-rank.

He glanced at the extra introductory section again.

[Currently held one-time "Demon Chess Pieces": 1. Blue Electric Mouse Demon (1 piece)]

"Let's find an opportunity to test the power of the Demon Chess Piece. If my little sister attacks me without saying a word when we get to London, then I'll have the Blue Arc Demon give her a good beating."

With that thought in mind, Xia Pingzhou closed the control panel and then left the hotel for a nearby tavern.

Pushing open the wooden door of the tavern, one is greeted by a lively scene of clinking glasses and merriment under the warm orange lights. Some, caught up in the moment, even broke into a tango, with others clapping along. Instead of instructing his staff to stop them, the owner played the famous tango piece, "Por Una Cabeza."

Xia Pingzhou walked expressionlessly through the crowd, found VIP room number three, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open to enter.

What came into view were the four members of the group—Andrew, Bernardo, White Wolf, and Bloodline.

“Hey, newbie,” Andrew said, sipping his drink, “haven’t found your contracted demon yet?”

"Not yet." Xia Pingzhou shook his head. "Actually, I have a very revolutionary idea, but it's not convenient to talk about it."

"what idea?"

The Bloodline took a sip of red wine and turned to look at him with his crimson eyes.

Xia Pingzhou remained silent, then suddenly turned his head and stared meaningfully at Bai Tanlang sitting in the corner.

“One plus one is greater than two, and it also frees up a spot for a new member,” he said seriously.

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